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talking shit
If poetry is talking shit
just let me grab my pen
bet I can show you how it's done,
bet you won't talk shit again.
Cause, baby,
you're in MY world, now
and,
I settle all my scores
I haven't even started talking, yet
best sit cause I've got more
I'm not the chick you used to know
she's stuck on cloud nine,
and,
maybe you once gave me rain
but I'll give you the mother fucking thunder
sit back and hold your silence
while I show you how it's done,
because you no longer know me
and, bitch
I'm not the fucking one.


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